Sophia wandered off to the Gryffindor table, clashing the red and gold with just a hint of silver and green. "Heyyyoo everyone, what's up?" she smiled, glancing at the boy she just sat down next to. He seemed older than her, and he was observing the wittle firsties (HA! Including her, most likely). She cracked a smile up her face and said, "Hello, I'm Sophiaaa," she stretched her name, then added, "What year are you in?"